Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Just as the German tank troops wiped out all the Soviet tanks, a tragic hand-to-hand battle broke out on the other side.

After a burst of artillery fire, a flood of soldiers from the Russian Liberation Army shouted "Ula" and rushed into the Soviet position. The two sides immediately launched the most primitive face-to-face fight.

A Soviet soldier held a Mosin-Nagant rifle with a bayonet inserted, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the Liberation Army soldier opposite who also held a Mosin-Nagant rifle. The original brothers were facing each other with swords, their fierce eyes were filled with murderous intent, and they both wanted to stab each other's bodies with bayonets and kill each other. The scene was really weird.

"Traitor!" The Soviet soldier suddenly let out a roar, and rushed towards the opponent with his spear in hand. Using the simplest assassination fighting technique, he straightened his upper body, stepped forward with a bow, and stabbed him straight with his spear. .

"Stooge!" The soldiers of the Liberation Army roared louder. They pushed away the opponent's bayonet and stabbed the bayonet hard with their backhand. The Soviet soldier's reaction was not slow either. He pressed his bayonet down with just one block. The Liberation Army soldier took advantage of the situation and used the force to force his bayonet deeply into the opponent's thigh!

"Ah!" The bright red blood suddenly stained the thighs of the Soviet soldiers. The severe pain caused the Soviet soldiers to scream heart-rendingly and fall to the ground, throwing away the rifles in their hands.

The soldiers of the Liberation Army knew very well the truth that whoever hates whom can live on the battlefield, without any hesitation, drew out his bayonet, aimed it at his chest and stabbed it in hard.

The Soviet soldier's open mouth was gurgling with blood bubbles, his painful eyes began to blur, and his arms hung down weakly, never moving again.

The Liberation Army soldier squatted down and took out a magazine from his pocket, stuffed it into the chamber of the gun, pulled the bolt to load the bullet, aimed at the Soviet soldier who was confronting another Liberation Army soldier in the distance, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. . The bullet entered from his left waist, passed through the entire abdomen, and came out from the right waist. The Soviet soldier fell to the ground helplessly.

At this time, more soldiers of the Liberation Army rushed into the Soviet position. The remaining Soviet soldiers finally collapsed and either fled in all directions or raised their hands in surrender, but they were still shot through the head.

The wave of attacks did not stop here. The European army launched a fierce attack on the already damaged Soviet defense line on a front line hundreds of kilometers long.

At this time, Marshal Budyonny, the commander-in-chief of the Western Front, received a telegram from the Kremlin. There were only a few words, but it made him dumbfounded.

"Don't retreat, attack immediately!"

The whole of Belarus and Ukraine is like an egg. The three lines of defense are the slightly hard shell of the egg, and behind the defense line is the soft egg white and light yellow. Now the hard stone of the German army has easily broken the seemingly hard egg shell. Is it possible that those Can the light yellow egg white beat this hard stone? Any normal person with a little bit of sanity would know that this is an impossible task.

At this time, the German vanguard was like a hungry wolf rushing into a herd of sheep, rampaging across the vast land of Belarus and Ukraine. Comrade Stalin actually wanted them to attack at this time? !

"It seems I have to die here." Putting down the message, Marshal Budyonny sighed deeply. At this critical moment, Stalin did not recall him, but instead sent such a message. His meaning could not be clearer.

But that's fine. If he goes back, he may not end up well. Pavlov lost hundreds of thousands of troops before being shot, and he is about to lose the entire Belarus and Ukraine. Even if he goes back, he won't be shot. I'm afraid I'll have to go to a military court. It's better to die here than to do that!

However, he has no plans to defect like Timoshenko. He will make a last-ditch effort for the motherland. "Let all the troops retreat to the nearest city to build fortifications. We will fight the Germans to the end!"

The terrain of Belarus is flat, with only plains and lakes; and the terrain of Ukraine is even flatter than Belarus. If you go head-to-head with the German armored forces on this terrain, it is simply asking for death. Therefore, Marshal Budyonny wanted to gather all the troops into the city, fight street battles with the German army, consume as much German troops as possible, and contribute his last meager contribution to this war.

After issuing this order, Marshal Budyonny looked at the political commissar comrades aside. "Comrade Fominekh, you can go back to Moscow to report on the fighting situation here." When the German army's encirclement was completely sealed, they really became rats in a vat, and it was impossible to escape.

Commissar Fomineh smiled bitterly. "Marshal Budyonny, I have no habit of deserting."

Soon, Marshal Budyonny's order was transmitted to various troops. Almost at the same time, Eisenhower's order to retreat was also transmitted to the U.S. troops in Belarus and Ukraine. But looking at the fleet of German military aircraft flying frequently across the sky, the U.S. military commanders sighed dejectedly. If this was done rashly during the day, he would definitely enjoy the "meticulous" care of the German fleet!

"It seems we can only operate at night." Scott, commander of the 23rd Division of the Expeditionary Force, ordered. "Send an order to the whole division to prepare for retreat and set off tonight."

the chief of staff asked. "Do you want to notify the nearby Soviet troops?" What is this? They clearly traveled thousands of miles to attack the Germans, but now they have to retreat without firing a shot. It is really embarrassing; I wonder if the Germans will know it. Will die laughing.

Commander Scott shook his head. "Forget it. Didn't Commander Eisenhower say that Stalin wouldn't let them retreat? They didn't dare to retreat either. It's all in vain."

"This Stalin is real." The chief of staff curled his lips disdainfully. "Don't know how much he weighs? It's okay for him to just command a battle, but this is a war, a war about the fate of the country, so he can't hand over power to people who know how to fight? Why does he feel that he is more talented than Germany? ?”

Commander Scott shrugged. "I'm afraid he has killed all those who can fight. How many are left who can fight?"

"Then can we still win this war?" The chief of staff sighed in despair. "Maybe we shouldn't have participated in this war at all. It's all that stupid Roosevelt's fault. It would have been better if he had just handed the French gold back to Germany. Now it's better. Not only the gold in the treasury, but also the treasures in the museum have been People looted it.”

Commander Scott was stunned when he heard this. "The museum was looted? What happened?"

The chief of staff replied casually. "Two days ago, the Germans used bombs that could cut off power to bomb our industrial areas again. As a result, the big guys got scared and compromised again. The Germans wanted another 3,000 tons of gold, but those big guys couldn't afford that much gold. , I can only use the treasures in the museum as cash, you decide whether it would be a shame to throw them away."

Commander Scott frowned deeply. "The Germans are really unpredictable in their behavior." From ancient times to the present, there has never been such a deal between warring countries. It is simply unheard of.